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Stealing Spree

Note: There's no magic in this novel. This was previously in the Realistic Fiction genre but it's not included in the choices. So I picked the closest one to it. Onoda Ruki is just your ordinary high school student. He strived for being the Classmate A who's unimportant to the story. Despite being the Classmate A. Onoda has a secret desire which he always had ever since young and that was to steal each and every girl from their guy. Join him as he entered his high school days as he conquer and steal every girl he sets his eyes on. And along the way, the growth in his character and those around him. TAGS: Netori, Romance, R-18, Harem, School Life Discord Invite: BWBWUrU Support me on Patreon: /dyrem *I do not own the cover photo. I will take it out if requested. *DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and events are products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious way. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Moreover, the ages of the characters appearing in this fiction are 18 and above.

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What talk?

Because those two were the ones who cared a lot about the state of their circle, I don’t want them to think that they’re inadequate in their attempt to stop the silent guy from obsessing over Saki.

Nonetheless, even though informing them that I would be personally taking action was for their ease of mind, nothing could change my mind anymore.

Enough is enough. I’ll just talk to them later to deal with the aftermath.

“I will.” Saki nodded, agreeing to my words. She grabbed her bag and brought out her phone.

While she was doing that, I stood up and left the stall.

Even without peeking through the small gap at the bottom, I could still sense someone’s presence inside that furthest stall from the entrance.

Most likely, he’s thinking that it’s better to wait until we leave rather than leave before us. Did he jerk off on what little he could hear? Possibly. But I couldn’t care less about that.